This is a movie as its own death wish. To call it cheap, lazy, and perfunctory grants it a dignity that implies there was another path it could have taken.
If this is any indication, Taken 3 will be nothing but Liam Neeson running around whatever European city ponies up the biggest tax credits, growling and beating up random swarthy passersby who look at him askew. It would be only a tiny step below this.
Colombiana fofana, Zoe Saldana banana. C’mon, sing it with me! C’mon! It makes more sense than the movie, and it’s more entertaining to boot.
Written by Luc Besson, who loves women warriors as long as they’re skinny and languid and gorgeous.
I’m sort of dreading my screening of Twilight (opens in the U.S. on November 21, and in the U.K. on December 19) tonight. I don’t mean the film itself — though that’s an issue too — but the scene. It’s going to be a madhouse. I’ve never seen this before, in almost ten years of … more…